This sentence really stepped on Mo Zhao's painful foot, and his voice suddenly turned cold: "What?"
Di Fuyi didn't want to say anything anymore and closed his eyes slightly: "It's nothing.
Mo Zhao was shocked and confused.
He didn't know whether Di Fuyi had really seen it or just made a random guess.
He stood there for a moment, waved his sleeves, and jingled the Soul-Destroying Lock on Di Fuyi's body. : "Speak clearly" Di Fuyi sweated again and said helplessly: "This requires me to explain clearly that you don't know your own body."
"You know medicine?"
Mo Zhao stared at him.
Not many people knew about Di Fuyi's medical skills, and Mo Zhao didn't know this either.
Di Fuyi didn't hide anything: "I know a little bit about it."
Mo Zhao paused for a moment: "Then what do you think my hidden illness is?"
Di Fuyi did not answer him directly: "Your body is unbelievable.
You have reached the ninth level of spiritual power from the beginning.
I am very happy."
Mo Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Then" "No more, congratulations on your mastery of magical skills."
Mo Zhao always felt that there was something wrong in Di Fuyi's words, but for the moment he couldn't hear anything wrong.
I was quite impatient: "Speak clearly."
Di Fuyi simply closed his eyes: "It's already very clear."
Mo Zhao always felt that Di Fuyi seemed to have seen something, but he didn't say anything yet, and Mo Zhao himself didn't want to ask directly, after all, it was not a glorious thing.
He came here to watch the surveillance when Gu Xijiu ran over.
In fact, he also wanted to see if Gu Xijiu had really been hit.
Gu Xijiu's performance was remarkable, and she really didn't remember anything.
When Gu Xijiu was resurrected from this clone body, although she had forgotten everything about Di Fuyi in this life, she was still too smart and too difficult to control.
Moreover, even if she had no memory of this life, she had no intention of liking him.
This made Mo Zhao a little frustrated.
In addition, a few days ago he threatened Di Fuyi with her life.
At that time, Gu Xijiu was half confused and half awake.
Mo Zhao was not sure if she heard it.
Once she heard it, it would definitely make a knot in her heart, and it would be even more difficult.
Fall in love with him.
So this time after he reviewed Xijiu again, he asked Long Fan to prepare another medicine to cleanse all her memories and make her as pure as a piece of white paper, so that he could educate her into whatever temperament he wanted.
The temperament he or she will be educated into is highly malleable and can be completely shaped according to the character he wants.
He just didn't expect that although her memory had been wiped out, she had become a lot stupider, with an intelligence like an eight or nine-year-old child, which made him not know whether he was happy or worried.
He was originally worried about Gu Xijiu, but since he found out about his physical condition, he started to worry about himself again.
When he showed up just now, he originally wanted to hit Di Fuyi, but he didn't expect that he would hit him instead.
It makes him look like a clown.
The anger in his heart became more intense, and he stabbed Di Fuyi a few more times, but he was helpless and looked at him with a smile as if he were watching a play.
This made him feel unusually frustrated.
He waved his sleeves and turned around.
Di Fuyi looked at his back from behind, with a hint of mockery on his lips.
Long Fan's clone seemed to have failed, and he actually made a castration.
Do whatever you want haha
Di Fuyi closed his eyes slightly and fell asleep again.
Mo Zhao's clone is extremely difficult to make.
It can be said that it is the culmination of Long Fan's decades of hard work.
Even if he tried to make it all over again, it would still take decades to make it: